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The mayor hides the crime
council woman
Public gets but forget the vote date
complaining, predicted sun, it's raining
Everyone's protesting, boyfriend suggesting
not like all of the rest.

Garbage ain't collected, women protected
Politicians using people, been abusing
The mafia's getting bigger, pollution in the river
And you me that this is where it's at.

Woke up this moming with an ache in my
Splashed on my clothes as I out of bed
the window to listen to the news
But all I heard was the Blues.

Gun sales are soaring, housewives life boring
Divorce the answer smoking causes cancer
This gonna fall soon, to an angry young tune
And that's a concrete fact.

The digs population, freedom from taxation
Bops are up tight, drinking at a stoplight
Miniskirt is flirting I can't stop so I'm
Spinster her hopeless chest.

Adultery plays the kitchen, bigot non-fiction
The little man shafted, sons and monies drafted
Living by a piece, new war in the far east.
Can you the Rorschach test?

a hassle is an educated guess.
Well, I couldn't care less.